Luyện nghe bài hát BET Cypher

[Verse 1: Q]
Uh, of these niggas shouldn't be next to us
We keep our distance from those, those acting like
Zany imposed, in my clothes, cubics is gold
Ya wig'll get told, put the niggas
Niggas, product of cap pillers, and dealers
Streets keep watching, aye, [click](undefined) boom the ghetto bird ya down
Straight to the top now, want a third strike on my [background](undefined)
But nah homie, put the mask on I [slide](undefined) on 'em
Put the [cash](undefined) in the safe and here's a extra 'for I shake
Ya smoke faster me with a eighth
Or better yet a [wet](undefined) break on a
Burning ya faith, all senses in tape
Fuckin' with them boys in blue, out 'for rags at you
You running to the cops How we do?
Saying just rap and them lines ain't true
So I just threw Q, fuck it, menage a two or trois
girl need a [pot](undefined) pie, I be her da da
Coochie smacking, give praise to
Get blazed in my car,

2: Jay Rock]
Rock got it, came from rock bottom
the flames, still remain as a top shotta
I no backpack rapper, I ain't no lyricist
And if he ain't to you mind ya business then
Cold it, Black Hippie, yeah we cold niggas
All the girlies love us, get a of us
They bones quiver, some clown throwing stones at us
Holding champ once you hear that YAWK. watching domes shatter
It's Top Dawg we runnin' rap, whack rappers,
Reason why we don't run cats, nine double O five nine -
Where my at
Pull up in that van](undefined) holding 2's like the handyman
And to be real not with all rapping politickin'
Rapper competition, wrapped up my
'Til I'm finished, I make a couple tickets
Then I'm on them islands with my crimmies chillin'
ya feelings, now can I [live](undefined)?
Look I keep my feet on top of the dirt
'Cause everywhere I go they when you dropping some work?
Been a threat birth
The rap pallbearer when I'm droppin' the Hearst
I new to this, I'm true to this
Industry's nightmare, red strings in my Nike
Yeah, the pair, I'm Jay Rock, America's most wanted
My chargers? Killing without warning
Rock!

3: Ab Soul]
It's Ab-Soul, the loot, I'm the skinny Biggie
In New City with Puffy, puffing the sticky
All eyes me, still even the score
Prolly why I'm OT on tour
TDE, believe me we war
I don't even know what piece I like most no
Two fingers, Two triggers, What's the
We all gon' die one day then I'm gettin' paid
My grandma so I ain't gon' curse
Still gifted a Wale verse, backwood full of OG
Bobby Johnson medicine in my soul to dodge the coffin, Ah
And these days are so sweet](undefined)
I guess just a balance we battle naturally
And still trippin' off of Jay-Z tweets
I got laps to run when me and Jay-Z meet
Peep brother number 2
The first one to make beats for CL Smooth
Top got the s550 but the CL
And rolling weed is the only I see L's move
Soul!

4: Isaiah Rashad]
Ay, I think I my second home
California and it's ya little nigga brother
You ain't meant for corners, it's what they me
So I looked back, I got a slut in the [back](undefined)
[Fattest](undefined) [elephant](undefined) ass, so we in the path
Passing propellers I tell her, tell her we just listen
See we [diamond](undefined) just shining and gon' find us glistening
Brought sand to the beach and we left with ya
For the [record](undefined) in Guinness I'm a hecklin'
Where is Robin, I'm
minding my business
He a regular victim, us regular in
Uh, regular niggas, you always cater to
You always my time, you always faking the funk
I'm put ya muthafuckin' dream in ya
You keep lookin' for some to be all in ya face
That dussy reach niggas, keep dussy
That Tennessee dussy a nigga be dussy
You can never rap better than me, 'cause you dedicated
You ain't underrated, you ain't under
You overbooked, you just under cooked
It's supposed to be me and my in the [record](undefined) [book](undefined)
Now they got by still fresh as fuck